Friday, March 11, 2016

As if I don't have enough problems!

post signatureWe leave for Barcelona, Spain on Saturday with Stephanie and Nicky. We have our whole week planned with 4 hour walking tours just about every day. I've already been wondering if I'll be able to keep up. Well, it didn't help that this happened:
Butch left his suitcase sticking out. On the dark green marble floor, the dark green suitcase is almost camouflaged---definitely is camouflaged in the dark! Now picture this: I get up at 1 a.m. to use the bathroom. I get up at least twice a night. I'm walking in the dark (who turns on lights in the middle of the night?), all sleepy-like---when I stub 3 toes---yep 3---on this suitcase. Now that seems like it wouldn't hurt, but---let me tell you---it took everything in me to not cry out. When I finished with the "dance of pain," I hobbled on in and took care of business. The 3 toes I stubbed had nothing to do with my surgery---3 different toes.

The next morning, I could not even touch them Right away, I'm thinking, "ohmygosh! I've broken more toes!" I could not put on the walking shoes I'd planned to wear in Barcelona. I'm feeling a little panicky. I pulled out a pair of flats and was able to get them on. They hurt and caused me to limp, but I really had no choice. I figured I would just slip my shoe off during bridge and hope that they would recover.

All of a sudden in the afternoon, I realized that I had forgotten to take off my shoe, but it didn't seem to be hurting. By the time I got home, my toes felt almost better. I could touch them without pain. So now, other than the little piggy that "had none" (come on, you can figure it out---it's next to the one that went "wee wee wee all the way home") is all black and blue.

Butch was very apologetic and felt bad. Thank God I didn't fall down!! I'm such a faller.

I woke up this morning and can walk and move it without pain. It only hurts when I press it, so it's just a bruise now. Yippee! I'm back in business!

Bring it on Barcelona! I'm ready---even if I didn't do what I should have done to prepare---translate---I should have been on that treadmill. Heck, if it's too much, I'll just park myself in the Sagrada!

If time permits, I'll be blogging from Spain!!


  1. Glad it wasn't a serious injury. Have a great time!

  2. Oh my gosh! Thank goodness for a speedy toe recovery. Have a great trip, Barbara!


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